Fu Bihong is not in the study, nor in the living room. Song En couldn't find him, so he stopped a servant walking in the corridor and asked, "Where is Fu Bihong?" ”

The servant replied, "Madam, Mr. Fu is in another room." I'll lead you there. ”

Song Enyi frowned: "What do you call me?" Didn't I tell you not to call me that way again. ”

The servant lowered his head: "This is what Mr. Fu ordered us to change back, so we can't help it." ”

Fu Bihong walked out of a guest room at this time and stood behind the two: "I ordered it to go down." You are my wife, what is not called 'wife'? ”

"What's the name of 'Mr. Song'...... What to wrap around, there is no need. I don't like it either. His tone was cold and hard.

Song Eun was even more angry when he heard this. He's a man...... Fu Bihong did this clearly to humiliate him and leave no dignity.

"You're looking for me?" He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then come in." ”

Song Eun followed behind him and closed the door to the room.

"Did you do it?" He bit his lip and looked at Fu Bihong's eyes: "My surgery was canceled, did you do this?" ”

Fu Bihong admitted unabashedly: "I did it." ”

"How?"

"How can you do that?" Song Eun heard his indifferent tone, and he was so angry that his whole body trembled.

"I'm going to have surgery, why are you holding back? What right do you have to do so? He was so anxious that tears fell again: "You won't let me go, I know...... I'm not leaving. I want to have surgery, you let me do it. Please. ”

Fu Bihong glanced at him and smiled coldly: "Impossible, I don't agree...... It is also impossible to agree. ”

"As for why ......"

"The body of the two sexes will be more enjoyable when you play with it...... Becoming a normal person, what fun do I have to have? ”

Unexpectedly, the reason would be this, Song Eun's eyes widened in disbelief. He covered his head and slipped to the ground unsupportively, his face as white as paper: "You devil...... Devil! ”

Fu Bihong walked over, and Song En shrank back desperately. Until Fu Bihong stretched out his hand and hugged him in his arms strongly: "That's what I am." You are the one who belongs only to me, and I must be in charge of your affairs. If I don't like it, I'm not allowed to do it. ”

Song Eun's body trembled uncontrollably, and his arms trembled like dead leaves in the wind. "You devil ......," he said weakly, as if muttering, over and over again.

Song Eun had a fever that night. The next day was the weekend, the company was closed, and Fu Bihong did not go to the company.

After the family doctor came to see the situation, he gave Song Eun a drip.

Fu Bihong then took a cup of hot boiled water, took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and prepared to take it to Song En. Song Eun had a cold attitude and turned his head away, not wanting to say a word to him.

Fu Bihong turned his upper body over lightly again: "How can you be good if you don't take medicine...... Your parents are coming back at night, do you want them to see you like this? ”

Seeing his hypocritical face, he felt extremely disgusted, and Song En's eyes closed: "I don't drink, you take it." ”

I also knew in my heart why he was losing his temper, and some anger swelled up. I endured it for a long time before I endured it and did not come forward to hurt him.

Fu Bihong put the hot water on the low cabinet next to him, and said in a heavy tone: "I don't eat your set, you'd better be obedient to me...... You can live happily and comfortably in that way. ”

"Otherwise, if you keep putting on a face. I don't mind using coercion directly. ”

Song Eun opened his eyes and stared at him: "Whatever you want, I don't want to see you now." I'm going to rest. ”

He was dizzy and didn't have much energy to deal with Fu Bihong anymore. There was no fear of too much love, and he had nothing left but despair.

Fu Bihong clenched his fists, according to his usual practice, he should have beaten him a long time ago. For the sake of him still having a fever, Kankan held back again.

"Okay......" he sneered, "Okay, I see that your parents won't be used tonight, there's no need." They are not welcome in our Fu family. ”

Song Eun directly turned his body inside again.

Fu Bihong gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out the door. Slam the door slammed shut.

The servant, who was busy in the living room, was frightened by the movement, and looked up cautiously.

Fu Bihong went straight back to his bedroom. The servant then came up cautiously and asked at the door, "Mr. Fu, dinner has been ready for a long time." Are you coming down for dinner? ”

"I won't eat it." The voice is cold and has no temperature.

In the evening, when Song's father and Song's mother came, he asked the housekeeper to invite them back...... also deliberately made a big noise so that Song Eun in the room could hear it. There was still no sound in Song Eun's room.

I didn't eat for a day, plus I didn't take fever reducers... What is he silently resisting?

It's nothing more than a temporary upsurge of resistance. Fu Bihong didn't plan to take it to heart...... Song Eun's weak personality, he understands.

Anyway, do the surgery ... There was no way he could have agreed.

The body of the two sexes is so good, he has not enjoyed it enough. ...... surgery? A grim smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

He never intended to let Song Eun go.

The doctor's drip worked out, and Song Eun had a fever the next day. But the bones of the body are still very weak...... Therefore, he was still resting at home and did not go to school.

Fu Bihong came to the room to see him before going to work, and Song Enben was awake. But the eyes are deliberately closed...... He didn't want to see him.

Fu Bihong saw that he was still asleep, so he didn't disturb him. Just leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Rest well." ”

As soon as he left, Song Eun immediately opened his eyes. Without Fu Bihong here, his psychological pressure would be much less. No more trying to pretend.

It wasn't like he didn't hear the movement downstairs last night, but he really didn't have the strength to care. He can't do anything.

After sitting up from the bed and washing, the servant urged him to eat breakfast. said that it was ordered by Fu Bihong.

He only ate some, and he really didn't have much appetite.

After going upstairs, I wanted to call my parents, but was stopped by the maid. "Mr. Fu said, you can't use the phone."

Song Endeng stood up angrily: "I called my parents, what right does he have to interfere?" ”

But as soon as he stood up, his head was dizzy, and his body fell back gently because of anemia.

The servants were very persistent, and compared with Song En, they naturally chose not to offend the master of the Fu family. They still understand this trade-off standard.

The phone was taken away, and the network cable in the house was removed. Completely cut off from the outside world...... Song Eun was lying in the room, and he couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart.

I want to walk around the villa and sit outside the garden for a while, but there will be people following me wherever I go. It was obviously Fu Bihong's arrangement.

Song Eun finally had to go back to the house.

What does Fu Bihong want to do? House arrest for him?

Don't let Mom and Dad come to see him, or even let him call to contact them. He couldn't help but feel hopeless and misanthropic.

Inevitably, I remembered what Fu Bihong said the night before.

"The body of the two sexes is more fun to play with."

"It's no fun to be a normal person."

Just for these ridiculous reasons...... Can you ruin the surgery he's been waiting for for more than ten years? Why? Why?

He was a demon who ruined his entire life. And his parents'.

He will never be able to get rid of this humiliating life...... can only be humiliated by Fu Bihong and scorned by him.

For the first time, he thought of the end.

By ending your own life, you will never have to live like this again.

What is the meaning of his life?

I've been waiting for the opportunity for surgery for so long, but it's gone. He had no hope anymore.

Death was a terrible thing for him, but as long as he thought about it, he would no longer be tortured and insulted. It doesn't seem to be very scary.

His personality is weak, so when he makes a decision, his entire upper body is trembling.

There was nothing in the room that could be utilized...... He needed a sleeping pill or a fruit knife.

He walked over to the windowsill and looked at the iron railings welded to the outside of the window. It's just the second floor...... This height is also impossible to fall.

He wanted to go downstairs, but as soon as he went out, the servants watched him closely. He wanted to secretly take a fruit knife, but was discovered by the sharp-eyed butler and stopped him.

Song Eun returned to the empty bedroom. He looked around the room and found several potted plants in the corner of the balcony.

He broke one of the pots and took a piece of porcelain shard.

He was a little excited and excited at the thought of what he was about to do.

He wrote a suicide note to his mom and dad with some of his thoughts and blessings for them.

If he dies, he won't have to drag them down anymore.

Just as I was about to start, there was a knock on the door. Outside the door was the butler's voice: "Madam? What are you doing in the room? You didn't eat much for breakfast, now come down and have something to eat. ”

"No need."

The housekeeper also seemed suspicious: "Then I'll let someone bring it to you, and put it next to the bed." ”

Song Eun said that refusal also seemed useless.

The maid brought the meal and put it on the bedside table. The dishes looked good, but Song Eun didn't have any appetite.

And that's not all...... He squinted at the maid standing beside him, "You can go out, I'll eat in a while." ”

"The butler told me to accompany you here, for fear that you would be bored." She replied.

Song Eun smiled lightly and mockingly...... I used to think it was difficult to survive, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to die now.

He slowly ate the meal. Then he went to the cupboard to get his clothes, and the servant looked at him and asked, "Madam, what are you going to do?" Go out? ”

"I'm going to take a shower, are you going to take care of it too?" He bowed his head, prepared his yukata, and walked into the bathroom in the room.

The maid was a little embarrassed, and the housekeeper had just instructed that the wife's every move should be watched clearly. Otherwise, what kind of business cuò...... But it's troublesome.

Just take a shower, it shouldn't be fine.

The porcelain fragments and the letters, Song Enfang just put them in the pocket of his underwear. He locked the bathroom door behind him and placed the letters on the table beside him.

He filled the tub with water and slid his body lightly into it. When the porcelain piece is scratched on the wrist, the whole person cannot be suppressed and tremble. After seeing the blood flow, the physiological tears of fear and pain kept flowing down.

But then you can get rid of it and end it. He closed his eyes and felt his consciousness drift away.

He said, "I'm sorry...... Dad, Mom. ”

Fu Bihong was still doing things in the company, and suddenly received a call from home, saying that there was an accident at home. He needs to come as soon as possible.

The butler's voice was anxious...... Immediately afterwards, he sued him that he found Song Eun committing suicide by cutting his wrists in the bathroom.

The servant noticed that he had been bathing for too long, and when he went to knock on the door, he found no sound to respond. After that, the door was locked...... Luckily, I had a spare key at home.

The person was already unconscious, and because of the excessive bleeding, the signs of life were very weak. The housekeeper had done a simple bandaging for him.

I am currently waiting for the hospital car to arrive.

He was at first overwhelmed, then angry and incredulous.

After rushing to the hospital, he saw Song Eun's injuries...... The doctor said the wound was cut deeply.

But fortunately, the arteries were not severed, and hemorrhagic shock was not caused, but only a transient coma.

Fu Bihong's face was gloomy, and he asked, "How long will it take to wake up?" ”

The doctor said that the patient's body was already very weak, and with the blood loss, the time of recovery may be a little later. But probably before tomorrow night.